Cold Flesh Citadel

de Katalepsy

Fusion of minds is a disturbing sacrament
This act is more intimate than the petty unity of flesh
No one knows what awaits in the depths of another's soul
Depth
What awaits
Inside soul

Just one touch is an invitation to obsession
Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion
Sadness is the fate of lost minds
Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation

Through desires leading to a hell
Depravity is becoming mother’s milk

For many years soul will rot
In a coffin of flesh and bones
Until it has failed, strangled and dead
Until it has failed, strangled and dead
For many years soul will rot
Until it has failed, strangled and dead
Until it has failed, strangled and dead

Just one touch is an invitation to obsession
Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion
Sadness is the fate of lost minds
Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation

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